Violent denunciations of a no longer teenager

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Don't ask me why. I'm just so sick of livejournal.

( Blast to the past )

I think my marriageability just improved tremendously. Yes, you hottie, other than having a brain and impeccable taste in fashion, I *gasp* bake too.

( Guess who! )

( I'm a virgin killer )

Rushing and racing
and running in circles
Moving so fast, I'm forgetting my purpose
Blur of the traffic is sending me spinning
Getting nowhere

My head and my heart are colliding, chaotic
Pace of the world
I just wish I could stop it
Try to appear like I've got it together
I'm falling apart

Save me
Somebody take my hand, and lead me
Slow me down
Don't let love pass me by
Just show me how
'Cause I'm ready to fall
Slow me down
Don't let me live a lie
Before my life flies by
I need you to slow me down

Sometimes I fear that I might dissapear
In the blur of fast forward I faulter again
Forgetting to breathe, I need to sleep
I'm getting nowhere

All that I've missed I see in the reflection
Passed me while I wasn't paying attention
Tired of rushing, racing and running
I'm falling apart

The noise of the world is getting me caught up
Chasing the clock and I wish I could stop it
Just need to breathe, somebody please
Slow me down

Valentine's Day is a waste of time...
When I don’t have a date. DAMN.

 

This year's Vday, I'll be…

At the Botanic Girls with four girls and one guy. Yes, I am a girl. God save our souls. Amen.

 

If I met Cupid, I'll tell him…

To stop sitting on his lil pink arse and shoot a boy for me already.

 

Vday should be…

Saccarine sweet and romantic with lotsa making out and everything I am obviously not getting now.

 

If I had to be alone, which soundtrack would you choose for that day?

Copeland

If I received a gift from someone professing to like you (though to you this is a surprise), what would you do?

If he is cute and can string proper sentences together, I’ll thank the heavens above for finally delivering justice to a stunning 20 year old who can’t figure out what is wrong with her. I might possibly even give up my virgin kiss.

If he is butt ugly with no redeeming qualities, I’ll stare at the dude and wonder what the hell possessed him to think that I am even remotely attractive. I’m not ready for a boyfriend, dude!

 

If someone of the same gender professed their love to me this Vday, I'll…

Wonder why the hell this keeps happening to me.

 

If there's a place I can be this Vday, it'll be…

Australia

The night started with watching local band Good Fellas perform.


 
( Then it just got wilder )

( Follow me )

 That's the problem when you excessively trust outsiders. They can just whip round and bite you right in the arse.

( I just don't get it )

V Day is coming and guess what? Random ppl are contacting me. Like DUDES, you didn't talk to me in primary school. Or secondary school. OR JC FOR THAT MATTER. I swear I looked good with my pigtails, circular specs and high waisted skirt. High waisted OK? WHO can say that they wore high waisted in primary school? WHO? WHO?

I really attract all the correct guys, don't I? The Myammar worker who took a picture of me in the train that I shoved and almost killed. HAJI FRIGGING TAHA.

( Who is this elusive, mysterious Taha? )

I have five freaking ulcers in my mouth. Two on my tongue, two at the sides and one at my tongue webbing. Yesterday, I went home and somehow my temperature shot up.

What do I do when I'm sick?

I turn into a crazy whiner, rolling around on my bed and the FLOOR, making weird animalistic noises.

But it got me thinking.

You know how people loveeee slashing themselves? I thought that I would NEVER understand self-mutilation. Now, I THINK I know why they do it. Morbid obsession with the pain. Like me biting on my ulcers eventhough they hurt like hell. Gosh do I know they hurt, but the pain is just sooo damn addictive.

I really need attention right now. SAYANG ME QUICK!

YES, I FAILED my damn driving test. AGAIN. And spectacularly at that.

I frigging beat two lights, by the TP's definition. I swear they were green when I was driving. They TURNED amber, THEN red. See the difference?

And I didn't "cause other vehicles to slow down and take evasive action". I just sped up AWAY from them because they were taking too FRIKKIN long to MOVE. Do THEY have licenses?

Even my instructor William was damn shocked. He actually waited for me at the LICENSE place. Cos we already said our goodbyes in the morning. But he was so saccharine sweeeeet! He held my stuff. Offered to book my test. Patted my shoulder.

I told my friends and what did they do?

THEY LAUGHED!

"Red means stop, Alia..."

Ok fine, I know it's funny. I'm always screwing up. Things that happen always make me seem like a total airhead. Maybe I'm meant to be driven. Maybe this is God's way of telling me that I'll KILL the next time I take a test.

Hellllllp!!!

Visited Central Fire Station with my favourite boy Adz and I was so damn jakun! Fire engines! Ambulances!

A FREAKING SLIDING POLE!

If I wasn't wearing my cheongsam, I swear would have slid down.

But that didn't stop me from climbing to the top of the fire engine.



Or trying out the oh so sexy helmet


AND GUESS WHAT? They have an openhouse every Saturday. I will so bring Aniq there soon. =)

( If you're not already sick of me )

These few days, I just cannot imagine life without my parents. I mean, I love them too much to ever let them go. I keep praying that they would live long lives. Or at least live old enough to see all of us excel.

What is crazy? Trespassing in the wee hours of the morning. In pure darkness. Just to immerse ourselves in the alluring glow of the twinkling stars. 

Or like Rafie said, lie down like victims of drowning awaiting identification.